Trudy, we have a lot in common - watching how life is so easy for 
others.   I am grateful that I can walk,
             but no one realizes the pain involved in just being upright.   It 
looks so easy for others.   I also have not
             graduated to carrying breakables yet.    Maybe someday.            
Janice
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Trudy Ogilvie 
  To: Akua 
  Cc: [email protected] 
  Sent: Friday, July 03, 2009 9:31 AM
  Subject: Re: [TMIC] Class Reunions


  Akua wrote




  "If I could get ANYWHERE, I would go"


  I thought of all those on this list who would love so much to be able to go 
as Akua said, "anywhere". Here we are going on about "not" doing something and 
for "what" reason and there are friends of ours on this list who do not have 
the choice. 
   I have at times wanted to scream at my closest friends because they could 
just get up and go!! I can't carry a plate from the sink to the table. I have 
almost become obsessed with watching how people walk. How quickly they turn 
around and go thru a doorway with not a thought about it. As they say "it is 
what it is"  You know that "face" we put on for people.... mine is beginning to 
show alot of "wear & tears".....  
  But as we have been finding out on this list people are realizing "talents 
and gifts" they never knew they had.


  Blessings
  Trudy
  "You are an unrepeatable oneness"  ...     Karl Rahner


  P.S. Found a website for "different" types of greeting cards and not that 
expensive.  www.cardsbyanne.com







  On Thu, Jul 2, 2009 at 1:57 PM, Akua <[email protected]> wrote:

    .
    As I can get nowhere, it is moot.
    I am paralyzed and wheelchair bound and perhaps because I can't "pass" 
there is no quibbling.
    The hardest thing for me was to return to work  in a wheelchair and in pain 
, work  untold hours and week and then get fired. The next hardest ego thing 
and physical thing was to do poetry readings from a wheelchair.  I couldn't 
move/dance/gesture as I once did. It is harder to breathe and pull my range of 
voice/sound up.... that was the ego blow.

    After that, I am just glad to be here.  The death/loss of friends at such 
early ages --- my sister says that we were the  "battering rams" and so have 
suffered more physically ---  makes  all who remain so very very precious to 
me. My college classmates raised money to help me come home. I would love, 
love, love to be at the next reunion.

    Akua
    -- 



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